Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2300: Chapter 2301: Execution (Ninth Update)

A kick delivered with such terrifying power, this scene caught Zhong Ning completely off guard.

When he felt it, the intense pain from behind had already hit him.

Then, his body involuntarily flew downward towards the pit, crashing like a meteor, with a resounding boom.

The two individuals originally lying on the ground below, after suffering Zhong Ning’s impact, groaned and appeared even weaker, losing consciousness.

Lin Chen gracefully descended from the air.

He walked slowly towards the pit occupied by three figures, proceeding calmly.

Though Lin Chen’s face was delicate, in the eyes of these people, it showed a shocking expression. All, except Tang Ming and the previous woman, retreated a few steps, keeping within a certain range from Lin Chen, not daring to approach.

Even the two who earlier intended to target Tang Ming but were knocked down by Lin Chen, their painful groans became quieter.

”Who is this person? How could he possess such terrifying power.”

A cloud of doubt loomed over these people’s hearts; never had they seen someone like Lin Chen, who effortlessly eliminated their greatest threat.

”Stop pretending, stand up.”

Lin Chen coldly said to Zhong Ning, who remained motionless at the top, as if dead.

Zhong Ning’s body stiffened, his fingertip moved slightly but was quickly concealed.

But the next moment, as Lin Chen drew the Tianyan Ancient Sword from the Storage Ring, Zhong Ning couldn’t hide anymore and struggled to get up.

His figure was miserable, blood on him causing sand and leaves to stick, making his clean clothes dirty.

Though not dead, his current state was utterly dire.

Especially his back wounded by Lin Chen, the bones seemingly broken, causing Zhong Ning to hunch. He raised his head with difficulty, glancing at Lin Chen with astonishment.

”Who exactly... are you?” Zhong Ning coughed, the broken bones seemingly piercing through his body, causing fits of dry coughing.

”A passing traveler.”

Lin Chen replied indifferently, which was indeed true; he was just passing by in search of medicine.

”Then you should walk your path!”

Zhong Ning shouted; the shout seemed to intensify his injuries, making his face pale. Blood seeped through the fingers covering his mouth.

Lin Chen’s expression remained indifferent as usual; perhaps previously he would have left, but now he was changed, due to having been helped before by others like Sun Tianming and Pan Yan.

Helping even strangers, adding warmth in this cold, strength-ruled world.

A swishing sound suddenly came from behind Lin Chen.

With the sound, a blade hidden among fallen leaves revealed itself.

This was the concealed weapon Zhong Ning hid, his most formidable and insidious attack!

Relying on this, Zhong Ning, at merely the Spirit Pill second level strength, could often escape desperate situations, due to caution and this reason.

The art of commanding objects usually requires powerful Spiritual Energy; Lin Chen, at Spirit Pill third level, is just beginning with it, difficult for injuring others.

Thus, Zhong Ning at Spirit Pill second level naturally lacks the Spiritual Energy to command it.

Yet he used it.

Zhong Ning’s eyes were bloodshot, transmitting through void to the blade flying from behind Lin Chen, tinting it red.

This was a bladeless knife refined with Zhong Ning’s heart blood.

Zhong Ning could command it not with Spiritual Energy but with lifeblood, causing immense life loss.

But at this life or death moment, Zhong Ning wouldn’t hold back.

Lin Chen stood still, as if unaware of the impending strike.

And Zhong Ning grinned menacingly, laughter filled with joy.

However, the next moment, his laughter abruptly froze.

The hand at his mouth slipped to his neck, touching a protruding hard object.

Zhong Ning glanced down, seeing his blood-covered hand grasping a thin root, several inches long, piercing his throat from his neck.

”Commanding objects? I too can.”

Lin Chen smiled faintly, his delicate face looking even warmer with his smile.

As he finished speaking, Zhong Ning tried lifting his head, eyes filled with unwillingness.

The blood blade about to pierce Lin Chen fell instead, and Lin Chen turned to catch it.

Zhong Ning didn’t have such luck; his body quickly fell, landing atop the other two, blood pouring, staining those below.

”This thing seems a bit strange...”

Lin Chen picked up the blade as the blood faded, making it transparent enough to see through.

He slightly moved the blade, and the void seemed slashed open, emitting swishing sounds.

Thinking it might be useful as a concealed weapon later, Lin Chen noted its advantages over his ancient sword, which was bulky and hard to handle.

This small item was different; like the branch he’d controlled before, yielding significant effects casually.

With half the Spiritual Energy consumed.

These people were dead, eliminating the troubles.

All this occurred in mere moments; as Tang Ming looked at the collapsed Zhong Ning, he visibly sighed in relief.

Tang Ming carrying a saber, supported by the woman, walked slowly towards Lin Chen.

Especially seeing Lin Chen’s youthful face, his eyes retained astonishment.